I need to talk about Ji An because this boy is EVERYTHING and also kind of heartbreaking. Let me just say it: he is the type of older brother who would literally sell his organs for his siblings and not even tell them about it. The way he handles that meat scene is so telling—he doesn't make a big speech, he doesn't ask for praise. He just... gives it away and then buries his face in his bowl like he's ashamed of caring too much. And Ji Ning? She sees right through it. She doesn't call him out, she doesn't make it awkward. She just divides the meat and says 'Brother loves me, and I love my brother and sister too.' That's her love language—practical, quiet, no drama. Their relationship is built on this unspoken understanding that I find so much more powerful than any dramatic confession scene. And then there's Ji Song, the father. This guy is quietly devastating. He wants to buy his kids a cricket jar and some cakes but his own father (the grandfather) shuts him down immediately. Ji Song's response though? 'No matter how hard life gets, we still have to live it, don't we?' That line hit me like a truck. He's a man who can barely afford to feed his family but he still prioritizes his children's happiness. These three male characters—Ji An, Ji Song, and even Grandpa Ji with his gruff exterior—each show love in completely different ways and it's so nuanced. Ji Ning is the glue holding all of this together, the one who notices everything and adjusts accordingly.
I have never been more satisfied in my life than when Wen Zhi told Wen Xue: "Just because you're a crow, you think all the phoenixes in the world are the same color as you?" I need this printed on a t-shirt. This woman has a mouth on her and I am here for it. The dialogue in this section is sharp because everyone sounds like themselves. Wen Xue's lines are always performative—"Xiao Zhi, ever since you ran away from home, you've been living so frugally"—she's not just being mean, she's putting on a show, trying to sound concerned while actually being vicious. It's the kind of fake sweetness that real people use, and it makes her feel terrifyingly real. Mo Tingyan's voice is completely different—lazy, teasing, always with a smirk behind his words. "Breaking the bridge after crossing the river? Using me and then tossing me aside?" He turns genuine rejection into a joke, which is both charming and a little heartbreaking when you think about it. He's deflecting again. And Wen Zhi—her dialogue is sparse but precise. She doesn't waste words. "My personal affairs are none of your concern." "Go back to sleep." Every line she speaks is a boundary being drawn. She's not trying to win arguments; she's trying to survive them. The author's narrative voice also has this dry, wry humor that I love. The internal thoughts are where the comedy lives, especially Wen Zhi's reaction to the necklace price. She's not swooning over romance; she's calculating whether she can return a four-million-yuan piece of jewelry. That's the voice of a woman who's been through too much to be impressed by expensive gestures.
Can we just take a moment to appreciate how well-written the dialogue is in this section? Like, I can tell who's speaking without looking at the names, and that's not always the case in novels I read. Xu Yao's voice is sharp, practical, and laced with this dry humor that comes from surviving hard things. When she tells Xu Jia'an her standards for a husband—"tall, rich, handsome, owns a car and a house, and both parents dead"—it's funny but it's ALSO a genuine expression of her worldview. She's not being sarcastic for comedy's sake; she's being honest about how impossible it is to find a good man, and she's deflecting the real question (will she remarry?) with humor. That's a very specific character voice, and it's consistent. Xu Gang is another standout. His dialogue is minimal but each line carries weight. "I ain't dead yet! You think you can bully my sister? Next time—woman or not—I'll beat the crap out of you." That's not just a threat; that's a character moment. This boy who was bullied for his face, who works hard, who loves his sister fiercely—he speaks in short, hard sentences because that's how he protects himself and his family. The brick-splitting scene doesn't need dialogue at all; the action speaks for him. Then there's Aunt Wu, who is honestly one of my favorite side characters now. "Look at your An'an, so skinny—I've already thickened my skin enough to steal his nutrition, how could I take your chicken too?" This is such a specific, colorful way of speaking. She's warm but also proud, generous but not charitable in a way that makes you feel small. She pays five yuan for a chicken that's worth 4.5 and calls it conscience. That's a whole philosophy in one sentence. Li Wenhui's dialogue is chilling in its casual cruelty. "Maybe you should just adopt Jia'an instead. That way Xu Yao won't have a burden holding her back from marrying again, right?" She says this half-joking, which makes it worse. It's the kind of thing a person says while smiling, testing the waters to see how much cruelty they can get away with. And then her matchmaking proposal—"My family has a younger brother. Proper city household registration, too. He's picky and still unmarried. I think you're acceptable"—is so casually insulting that it's almost comedic. Calling a woman "acceptable" like she's a used appliance. Han Gaoyi's dialogue is where the comedy really shines. The drunk friend trope is always fun, but this version is particular because he's genuinely sweet despite being a bit of a fool. "If I ever see that dog, I'll kill him with my own hands!" and then immediately after, Ji Changyu is the one who's actually angry about Xu Yao. The irony is delicious. And Ji Changyu—his dialogue is sparse, which is perfect for his character. He doesn't talk much, but when he does, it lands. "Who did you say you want to win over?" said after shattering a wine glass. Three lines of dialogue and a sound effect, and you feel the entire room temperature drop. Later: "Stop meddling. If you drive away my wife and son, you'll regret it." He says this while his mother has no idea he has a wife and son, which means he's either talking to himself or he's already imagining a future with Xu Yao so vividly that he can't help but speak it aloud. Either reading is valid and both are wonderful. The narrative voice itself is also worth discussing. It's close third person, bouncing between Xu Yao and Ji Changyu's perspectives, and it has this warm, slightly wry tone that fits the story perfectly. It's not overly literary or pretentious—it's the kind of narration that feels like a friend telling you a story. "The villain's son was like a sponge, soaking up knowledge." That's the narrator chiming in with an opinion, and it's delightful. One thing I want to flag: Xu Jia'an's dialogue is carefully calibrated to sound like a child who is smarter than his years but still a child. "Mom, will you get married?" asked quietly after his dramatic declaration that he'll never marry. The pause, the shift in tone—it's perfect. He's using his childishness as a weapon, and he knows it.
I keep coming back to that scene where Xu Jia'an smashes the lock with an axe. The author literally writes: 'In the past, there was Chenxiang splitting a mountain to save his mother. Now, there's Jia'an breaking a lock to free his mother.' This is not accidental. This is the author winking at us, saying PAY ATTENTION. Chenxiang splitting the mountain is a famous Chinese folk tale about filial piety—a son who literally tears apart the earth to rescue his imprisoned mother. By invoking this, the author is placing Xu Jia'an in that same mythic lineage. But instead of a mountain, it's a door lock. Instead of magic, it's a child's small hands swinging a heavy axe. The domestication of the myth makes it more powerful, not less. And the lock itself—what does it symbolize? Xu Weidong gave the keys to his niece but not to his wife and daughter. The lock represents exclusion, betrayal, the literal barrier between father and children. Breaking it isn't just practical—it's symbolic liberation. Then there's the household register, which becomes this recurring motif throughout the chapter. It's supposed to represent family unity, but instead it becomes the document that proves the family is already fractured. When Xu Yao flips it open for her father to read, she's holding up a mirror to his choices. The pinyin Xu Jia'an learned by overhearing village kids—that's another symbol. Knowledge as survival. He didn't go to school, but he learned anyway. He turned scraps of paper and fragments of song into a tool. That's the whole story right there: making something from nothing, finding power in what others discard.
Okay so let me just say this — the plot mechanics in these chapters are absolutely tight. Like, the author doesn't waste a single beat. Jiang Zhaoxue arrives at the manor, immediately takes charge of the medical situation, writes this bizarre prescription that even the Chief Physician can't fully parse, and then within the same chapter she's already negotiating terms with the prince himself. That's a lot of ground to cover and it's handled so smoothly. The biggest twist for me was when she secretly calculated their destined marriage and found their fate threads entangled. "Her thread of fate was entangled with his hand, and it was deeply intertwined. This meant that her arrival at this prince's manor was not a coincidence." That line hit me like a truck. It reframes the entire setup — this isn't some random arranged marriage, it's fated. And she knew it the moment she touched his pulse. Then the Dowager Consort's aunt shows up demanding to see her, and instead of cowering, Jiang Zhaoxue just shuts the door in her face. The pacing here is perfect — tension builds with the medical crisis, then immediately pivots to political tension with the Dowager Consort, then resolves into the deal between the leads. Three conflicts, one chapter, all woven together without feeling rushed. The only thing I want to know more about is what exactly the Jiang family did to her master. The author drops hints — "the Jiang family had sent people to bring her back from the abandoned temple overnight" — but keeps the full picture hidden. That's good mystery writing. It makes you keep turning pages.
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Love this story! Writer is so creative!
I hesitated at first because there is only an author's review but it's actually a decent read, I will recommend this book!
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So far, so good for the story. The premise of the story piqued my interest, and reading up to current chapter, I would say that something is unique about this novel. The MC, Noir is... very complex, a rise from the bottom trope is entertaining to read. Big issue! We need more chapters ASAP! (No pressure to the author of course!).Lastly, the author shared the same love for LOTM, I already know we're in for some crazy, fun stuff.Good job.
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